Stop Look and Listen

ABC A poem that I myself must writ Because the contest calls for it Cautiously I grab my pen Deciding words from end to end Extracting words from who knows where Feeling right, I put them there Gosh I hope this wins for me Happiness or perhaps top three Ignoring all my failed poems past Jonsing for a win at last Kindly place this near the top Loosing contests has to stop ACROSTIC Look I’m tired of loosing On this you have my word Objectively I write poems So my words are heard I’ve got to stop this loosing No ifs or ands or buts Give my poem a placement before I go plum nuts ALLITERATION Pretty Pathetic Pleading for Poetry Placement Perse Loosing Leaves Libido Lethargic no Leeway Mdailey 7/11/11 for Debbie Guzzi’s contest – Aye, Aye, and a Mistress